hoped he wouldnt regret it.

why Russia is out on the street with that creepy look on his face. Now would probably be a good time to turn around before being noticed.

feeling strange. When he caught sight of Latvia it was like the world froze, his vision narrowing. Why was Latvia running away at just the

sight of him? It made him angry. Latvia should be punished. Yeah....a good punishment.

pauses when he notices that he has been seen. There was no use running now. He turns to Russia, shaking in fear. "Oh... H-Hi R-R-Russia.

F-Fancy s-s-seeing you here."

smiled down at the boy. Aww cute. He thought that being nice now would get him out of punishment. "Privet Latvia...i noticed you seemed to

suddenly have business elsewhere as soon as you saw me. Why is that?"

really needs to come up with an excuse. Quick. "Well.. Umm.. S-Seeing you r-r-reminded m-me that I n-needed t-to m-make b-borsche for

d-dinner t-tonight, s-so I was g-going to g-go b-buy the ingredients w-while I c-c-could."

tilted his head. It would have been a good excuse if Russia hadnt been able to see the lie in the little one's eyes. "Hmmm...I think I want

something ELSE for dinner~ Maybe...blood sausage...with a side of screaming punishment? Ne~ Latvia~ What do you think?" he asked with a

giggle, voice childishly innocent sounding.

does his best to hide the frightened flinch that came from Russia's suggestion. He should have known that lying was useless. "Umm...

N-Neither s-s-sound t-too g-good t-t-t-to m-me..."

pouted. "Aww but I think it sounds wonderfully delicious. How about we go and make it happen,da?" he smiled then before grabbing Latvia's

arm. The tall nation then started dragging the smaller towards the house.

stumbled after Russia, tripping over himself the entire way, scraping up his knees. "R-R-Russia? W-Why are you d-d-doing th-this?"

giggled. "Why? Well to punish naughty children of course~~ It isnt good to lie to someone. Specially if they know you are laying,da?" ^J^

dragged him to the home and opened the door, before preceeding to throw him inside on the floor.

rolls as he falls to the floor, making his way to the wall. It didn't give him anywhere to run to, but the false sense of security was

at least comforting.

closed and locked the door behind him before stepping up to Latvia. He tilted his head. How to start~? Finally Ivan settled on a few

well placed kicks.

yelps with each kick, doubling over in pain. He was still in pain from being banged against the walls by Ann the previous night.

smiled, punishment shouldnt be this fun. He kicked at Latvia's head, thinking of what to do next.

brought his arms up in an attempt to guard his head. In the end he got both a bruised face and bruised hands. "I'm s-s-sorry!"

purred, crouching down to pet him softly. "Sorry is good. But you still need to be punished."

looked up at Russia, teary-eyed and whimpering. He'd been through this drill before. "Y-Yes I-I-Ivan." he chokes out.

kissed his forehead. "Good boy~ Now I want you to go down to the basement. I will be right behind you. Do not run. I would not want a repeat

of last time,da?" ^J^

nodded miserably, dragging himself into a sitting position before finally standing and stumbling down the hall and to the basement

door. He took a deep breath, as if trying to reassure himself, before he opened the door and began the slow descent into the darkness.

went to the kitchen. He just needed some more peroxide. Although downstairs had a well stocked first aide cuboard it was out of the stuff.

He then followed Lavtia down to the room. A room that smelled of cleaning chemicals and the faintest traces of blood.

shivered harshly as he finally reached the bottom and made his way to the middle of the room. He wasn't quite sure what Russia wanted him to

do at this point. It was different depending on the larger one's mood for the most part.

walked into the room and shut the door, motioning for Lavtia to go sit against the wall.

(latvia...I am about to do something i havent done before. 8D)

(Awesome! 8D)

then headed over to a cabinet, rummaging around in the drawer looking for something.

stumbled over to the far wall, using it for support while he slid down it to a sitting position. He was shaking so hard right now, it felt

almost like he would shake himself to pieces.

made a happy sound as he found it. His hand pulled out a long rawhide black whip. He had bought it forever ago when he first went insane

but hadnt ever gotten around to using it. His normal self wouldnt want to use it on someone buuut~ right now it sounded great.

stared at the whip in absolute horror. Oh God, this was going to hurt. A lot. "P-P-Please!" He begged, "I'm s-s-s-sorry!"

just smiled. Latvia could be so cute. "Take of your shirt and turn around. I suggest leaning on the wall for suppourt~" ^J^

shakily removed his shirt, wincing as he had to move already bruised muscle. Once that task was complete, he let the shirt fall to the

ground as he turned and leaned on the wall for support. Not that it would help. He guessed that his legs would give out after the first

or maybe even second strike.

unrolled the whip and cracked it a few times to test it. "Alright. Time for punishment. Try not to pass out like last time." he said.

The only warning Latvia got was the whistle of the whip in the air before it struck across his back, a long red welp immiedietly forming.

squeaked loudly with the first strike, knees giving out as predicted. He tried curling in on himself as a sort of defense mechanism. It was

the only thing he could think of doing at the moment.

clicked his tongue before cracking the whip against his back a few more times. He raised an eyebrow when it broke skin. So it took 4 hits

to get to the center of the Latvia.

(-brick'd-)

(How many licks does it take to get to the center of a Latvipop? Lets find out!)

(xDD i couldnt help it)

squeaked louder with each hit until the fourth hit, where he was literally giving out a short scream. He wasn't sure if that was blood

he felt running down his back. After all, it could have just been his nerves playing tricks on him thanks to the pain.

looked at the marks on Latvia's back, wondering if he could make a picture. "Lets try~" he said to himself, craching the whip harder on the

little nation's skin.

now sobbing, along with the original screaming. Yep. That was definitely blood running down his back. In fact, he was begging to feel

a little light-headed.

hit a few more times bafore stopping. He glanced from the whip to latvia then back. He was going to have to clean it. Oh well~ He thought,

setting the whipe aside before walking over to LAtvia. "Have you learned your lesson little one?"

took a moment to get his wits about him and give Russia a nod. He was too busy sobbing to give his tormentor a real audible reply.

smiled and pet latvia lightly before picking him up and carrying him to a

nearby table. He sat him down gently on his stomach and went to get the first aide kit.

simply laying on the table, trying his best to slow his sobbing through deep breathing. Needless to say, it wasn't going too well.

came back and started dabbing up the blood. "You are such a good boy Latvia." his voice soft and gentle. He kissed the lad's head while

continuing to clean him.

simply nodded, "Th-Th-Thank y-you." he whimpered out now that his sobbing was under relative control.

kept kissing his head softly as he continued to treat the smaller nation. Ivan now began putting peeroxide on the wounds.

quickly breathed in at the peroxide hit his wounds, making a sort of hissing sound at the pain.

nuzzles his hair, rubbing the peroxcide in to cleanse the wounds before bandaging them.

whimpers quietly during the procedure, hands forming fists in an effort to not squirm. Squirming would just make it worse.

finally finishes up with the main bits and helps latvia sit up so he can wrap the bandages around him.

holds on to Russia's arm as he is hoisted to a sitting position. He was still dizzy from blood loss.

wraps the bandages and finishes tying them up. Then lifts latvia up carefully and heads back upstairs with him.

rests his head on Russia's shoulder, smiling internally. Of course, it wasn't showing on his face or even in his eyes.

pet the small one while getting upstairs. He went over to the couch and helped sit the boy down in a cushion cacoon so there wasnt much

pressure on his back. "Now. How abou I get a good little one some cocoa?" ^J^

shakes his head. "N-N-No th-thank you."

kissed his cheek. "Is there anything you want then? You shouldnt move in this condition."

shakes his head again. "I'm f-f-fine. Th-Thank y-y-you, th-though." The bst part about these beatings? The gentleness that follows.

pouted. "Are you sure? Well alright. But just tell me anything you need and I will get it."

weakly reaches a hand to take hold of Russia's sleeve. "C-C-Can I a-ask you s-something?"

paused before looking down at him in shock. "Why of course little one. Ask away."

blushes and looks away, embarassed. "D-Do you r-really l-love him? A-America, th-that is."

froze, eyes going wide. His face seemd to erupt in a blush as he stuttered. "I..I..I mean that is..I..w-well...Amerika.." only getting out

gibberish.

nods. That was enough of an answer. "Oh.. O-Okay. I h-hope you t-t-two are... A-Are h-happy t-t-together..."

's face fell. "I would like that...but I am certain he wouldnt want...someone like me,da?"

gently gives Russia a pat on the arm. "I d-d-don't th-think you're th-that b-b-bad..."

sat down and lightly hugged the other. "You should know how bad I am..."

winces at the effort of hugging back. "B-B-Believe m-me, I k-know."

smiled a bit and just sat back on the couch, petting him. It was always calm to pet Latvia.

enjoyed the petting. Usually, he didn't like people touching his head. This wasn't so bad, though. It was relaxing.

looked at latvia's back, it would take a while to heal, even with how fast the nations healed.

definitely going to have scars from this.

he has scars from other times already.

definitely does have scars. Lots of them, actually. He doesn't go swimming very often for a reason.

snuggles the smaller, liking the feeling of his warm body. It was like a teddy bear.

winces, trying not to whimper. He back didn't like being moved for anything.